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He commits regicide with his wife Witches prophesize death in his life But his wife, for her lot Can't wash out that damned spot And his rule's ended by Thane of Fife. | |
From a loan our lead man cannot stray Or a pound of his flesh he must pay 'If you prick, don't we bleed?' Asks the symbol of greed Verily, Portia's ploy saves the day! | |
The King and his friends have a yearnin' To go chaste in favor of learnin' All this ends with a glance At the ladies from France T'was Lost; later Won? It's uncertain. | |
Our lead man goes and dies in Act Three Then he's buried, not praised, by 'Tony Cassius knows the plan is: Sic Semper Tyrannis! And the sequel takes place o'er the sea. | |
The revenge of Tamora is nigh Soon the heads of her foe's sons will fly But her foe (name of play) It's her sons he will slay Queen of Goths: I would NOT eat that pie. | |
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Our Hero learns while undercover His girl has a new Grecian lover This is bad, since our boy Fights for glorious Troy And so now he must find another. | |
Prospero is sent to exile Opressors shipwreck on his isle, Failed coups come unfurled In Will's brave new world, The Bard's last great play ends in style. | |
Verona's long feud now arouses New bloodshed - a couple espouses Their doomed love evermore While their families wage war... 'Twas a plague on both of their houses. | |
A deceitful knave preys on one's pride 'Desdemona's an unfaithful bride...' A purloined handkerchief, Honeymoon ends in grief, With a pillow-induced homicide. | |
Our lusty Sir Falstaff romances Two ladies who scoff his advances His sweet talk? Heh, no thanks They ensnare him in pranks Does he win? I don't like his chances. | |
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